Verse 1

O, welcome all ye noble saints of old,

As now before your very eyes unfold:

The wonders all so long ago foretold,

God and man at table are sat down,

God and man at table are sat down.

Verse 2

Elders, martyrs, all are falling down,

And prophets, patriarchs are gath’ring ’round:

What angels longed to see now man has found,

God and man at table are sat down,

God and man at table are sat down.

Verse 3

Who is this who spreads the vict’ry feast?

Who is this who makes our warring cease?

Jesus, risen Saviour, Prince of peace,

God and man at table are sat down,

God and man at table are sat down.

Verse 4

Beggars, lame and harlots also here,

Repentant publicans are drawing near;

Wayward sons come home without a fear,

God and man at table are sat down,

God and man at table are sat down.

Verse 5

Worship in the presence of the Lord,

With joyful songs and hearts in one accord:

And let our host of table be adored,

God and man at table are sat down,

God and man at table are sat down.

Verse 6

When at last this earth shall pass away,

When Jesus and His bride are one to stay:

The feast of love is just begun that day,

God and man at table are sat down,

God and man at table are sat down.